I have found a term for what I am trying to do. It came up in a psychology book I am reading. I am trying to become Self-Actualized. A self-actualized person is independent, does good for others, is productive, confident, and has a strong spiritual (in my case religious) core. Here’s how this applies to me:
I want to be fit, healthy; cooking and eating whole, local foods; happy and productive; I want to help charities; I want to go on mission trips; I want to grow in my faith and service to my LORD Jesus Christ. Basically, I want to be a well-rounded, helpful member of society who leaves a legacies of faith and who made the most of every moment.
I think that is why I stress out on Sunday afternoons: “AH THE WEEKEND IS OVER! WAS I PRODUCTIVE??” This Sunday afternoon that very thing was happening- so I went to the gym. It was deserted and my 30 minute workout was barely anything, but it was better than nothing that’s for sure.
Somehow, I have lost 3 lbs. (Hooray!) I suspect it has something to do with cutting out processed foods.
Shopped at not one but TWO farmers’ markets this morning; one of which is RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET FROM MY NEIGHBORHOOD. I’m excited- can you tell? :) I got squash, plums, tomatoes, potatoes, onions, and even a loaf of freshly baked, no preservatives, locally made sourdough bread. Fabulous! I spent about $23 so I haven’t decided if it is cheaper than a grocery store, but I feel healthier eating local.
Unfortunately, no workout today. I am feeling kinda poorly.
Super healthy food day! I realized today that I have “Americanized” my view of proper meal sizes. Lunch was a small apple, a slice of cheddar cheese, and a small/medium Blueberry/Banana muffin (Try the recipe, I love it. Also, I just Bing searched the recipe, I don’t have any particular attachment to “food.com”: http://www.food.com/recipe/jillian-michaels-blueberry-banana-muffins-456622). I thought it was a tiny lunch but it wasn’t– just my view of “lunch” is that of a restaurant. I need to fix that.
I miss running. Physical therapist says my ankles are gaining mobility, but still no green flag to run again.
(Technically, I am posting this on the 28th because it is after midnight, but oh well) **cue falling asleep and being taken to bed by my sweet husband** The Next Morning…. So yesterday was a good day. Ate within my calorie limit, went to physical therapy, and did a quick 12 minute/ 106 calorie/ 1.02 mile/ uphill (level 15)/ high intensity elliptical workout at the therapist’s office. Did not get home until late, so I figured I had to count it. Tonight I will post saying “I ate healthy, no junk food, and I worked out HARD for 1 hour at the gym”. At least, that is the goal.
Junk food consumed today: 4 M&Ms and a few bites of my husband’s fudge Sunday (haven’t tasted one of those in FOREVER). My upper abs (rib area) is still severely sore. I am actually starting to worry a little bit. We’ll see how it is tomorrow. This evening I went to do 50 “butt lifts” and, although I did do them, it hurt- and not in a yay-I’m-working-out way.
I made “Paleo Banana Muffins” tonight. They are grain free, dairy free, gluten free and high protein. Basically, it is a few ripe bananas, a lot of peanut butter, two eggs, vanilla, apple cider vinegar, baking soda, and some honey to taste. Baked at 400 for 13 minutes. They are good, but I worry about the calories from all the peanut butter. I guess no more than having a banana with peanut butter. I still have some ripe bananas left so I am going to try to make Jillian Michaels Banana/Blueberry muffins tomorrow. Yummy!
I saw a post on Facebook that was light-heartedly teasing those girls who go to McDonalds after working out. “No Diet, No Abs!” the post reminded. As much as I hate to admit it, my diet could be better. Healthy food? This girl’s all about it, but portion control? Heck to the no. I am slowly ridding my house of processed foods (scary) and now I need to figure out how to self-monitor my portions. SELF CONTROL IS A MYTH. Ok, that’s a lie, but it feels like it.
So sore from last night’s workout. I’m just going to call it; no workout today. I can hardly move.
Hello, Monday, I’ve been expecting you.
Actually, it wasn’t a bad day- one of my healthiest in a while as a matter of fact. I had a warm slice of Zucchini Bread for breakfast (no added sugar and whole wheat flour so I don’t feel bad), a banana with 2 tsp peanut butter for snack, a LUNA bar for lunch, and a tangerine after work. I haven’t had dinner yet, even though it is almost 8 o’clock, but let me tell you why!
6:00- I completed a Water Aerobics class. Now, a word about water aerobics: you will look ridiculous. If it is a public pool, you will hear snickers. It is likely that your classmates will be old and/or very out of shape. Why? Because water aerobics has a reputation for being low intensity– and it is! But here’s the great thing: you will feel it tomorrow!! After I finished, I went home, changed into normal gym clothes annnnndddd…..went to a kickboxing class!
6:45- KICKBOXING! The cardio part was tough, but not too bad. What absolutely killed me was the abs. Oh my that hurt! I realized something, while sweating on that mat in a class of equally sweaty strangers, I don’t push myself hard enough. I hate to admit that but it is true. I realized I go until it hurts, go a few seconds into the pain– then stop. Friends, this is bad. This class forced me to embrace the pain and after a few minutes of feeling sorry for myself I saw a glorious vision: abs, tight, sexy, beautifully feminine abs, and they were mine for the taking. I could almost feel mine forming as my workout shirt began to cling to me.
Also, working out banished any desire for dinner; however, now it has been 30 minutes and my stomach is remembering that we skipped. Off to find something high-protein.